The wind is still very cool on winter nights, and tonight is especially noisy.

Fortunately, the road was all tailwind, and it was not effortless to ride, but there was a happy omen of riding the wind with half the effort.

Song Chun'an stabilized the handlebars, and repeatedly told his daughter-in-law to wrap her daughter-in-law tightly, and don't blow the cold wind again.

Li Shengnan was also very attentive, and he responded patiently when he returned, and from time to time he wrapped a small quilt around the girl in his arms, and by the way, he also wrapped Sijiu in it to keep her warm.

It was fine, and it went very smoothly, but after only half a mile of walking, Sijiu began to make a fuss, refusing to stay in the small quilt, scratching and wanting to come out.

Li Shengnan pressed the quilt and didn't call it up, it was so anxious that it chirped and screamed, and it was so noisy.

Song Chunan simply asked to get it out, this thing is more frost-resistant than his daughter.

But it refused to come out to blow the cold wind, so it put it aside.

Song Chun'an rarely saw it so disobedient, thinking that it was usually quite human, and it was also sticky and tightly entangled with its daughter, it was the first time that such an abnormal situation had been seen.

He felt that something was wrong in his heart, worried that the little guy had noticed something and was reminding them, so he hurriedly put his feet on the ground and stopped the car.

"Why don't you leave?"

Li Shengnan was holding his daughter and felt a little heavy, and he couldn't wait to go to the hospital to rest his hands, but when he stopped coldly, he asked suspiciously.

Song Chunan didn't speak, turned around and took off the cotton gloves on his hands, rubbed his two hands quickly, rubbed a little hot, and then reached into the small quilt to touch the girl's forehead.

"Why is it so icy!"

This touch almost startled him, and he was about to withdraw as if he was electrocuted, but then he came back to his senses, and quickly touched it again to feel it carefully.

It's really cold, it's cold, it's like winter outside, and it's not hot at all!

Song Chun'an's heart was cool at that time!

He swallowed hard, and unbelievably covered his daughter's head, trying to pass on his body temperature to her.

Although he was very panicked in his heart, he still had his senses, and he knew that even if it was a serious illness, it was impossible for his body to suddenly cool down like this in such a short period of time!

He went to touch his daughter's mouth, nose and neck again.

It's still cold.

But there seems to be a slight breath, and a slow heartbeat?

Song Chun'an's mind was a little confused, as if he was frozen by the whining northwest wind, and his hands began to tremble.

"Daughter-in-law, hurry up and touch your daughter, whether it's cold or hot. ”

Li Shengnan glared at him angrily, his hands were not idle, and he was trying to cover the mouth of the quilt so as not to pour cold wind into it.

"What kind of nerves do you have? Whether the fever has subsided or not, this is halfway through, not the place to talk, let's go to the hospital first!"

Song Chunan was scolded by her, but he didn't feel anything at all, and stretched out a hand to pull her in a trembling manner.

"Touch it, I don't seem to have something wrong with me, I can't feel the heat or cold. ”

Li Shengnan was so angry that he wanted to beat him, but he was afraid that he would lose his daughter, so he scolded him in a low voice angrily:

"I think you're sick in the brain, what kind of nonsense are you talking about on the middle of the road at night?"

Song Chunan insisted on taking off her gloves, took her warm hand and sent it to the quilt, and asked in a tone of expectation and fear of being hurt:

"Touch it quickly, is the girl cold or hot?"

Li Shengnan touched a piece of cold and delicate skin, and reflexively wanted to flick his hand away, but was pressed by her husband and did not let him move.

"What the hell is this ...... so cold?"

She muttered, stopped abruptly, and goosebumps sprang up the back of her hand.

"Song Chun'an, are you touching my daughter?"